Although my Boston stories have been published as slowly as winter days at school go by, I still want to tell you how one of my bucket list dreams came true. So while spending my summer in Boston, I was lucky enough to visit Harvard rather often. Probably every young academician goes through the stage of dreaming of Harvard University, the universal symbol of education and elitism. It was definitely the dream of 15-year old Susanna and let’s be honest, it’s still the dream of 25-year old Susanna.
After getting a green light from the US Embassy in Tallinn, I started preparing myself mentally for the university life in the States. Since my priorities are clearly in tact, I decided to re-watch Gilmore Girls. Rory’s life in Yale was exactly what I expected from my program as well. (Pardon, #nerdalert). Clearly, a summer program is nowhere near to being enrolled for full degree studies, but compared to Europe my experience was sure to be iconically American as well.
In many ways, this spring went by under the star of anticipation for me. In the beginning of 2019, I learned that I had been selected to participate in an academic summer program, sponsored by the US Department of State. However before the final confirmation, I had to go through quite a background check. This whole process — since the first congratulations from the US Embassy until I finally crossed the border in Boston — took around half a year. Half a year when I inevitably had to ask myself: is this where I come to regret my travels to Iran?